Black hole

I keep dreaming about you and I’m not sure why – two appearances two nights ago, one last night. I’ve stolen your body, breasts, hair, hands and fit them into myself the only way I can. But what dreams are lost in singularity – the core of our black minds? What else have I done to you inside a place where light cannot exist? I am its gravity. There is no time, no reality – I have locked you there in fear knowing our luck will run its course; distances, dimensions, force fields, water droplets will be sucked back into the sun – I don’t know what’s on the other side. Only the black horizon I have created.

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